I have not totally reached the point of being done working, but a lot of that is because my h currently hates his job, and it know if I worked, that would be fewer years that he has to work. Luckily even though he is miserable right now, he encourages me not to do anything I wouldn't enjoy.
I do think that once both kids are in school full time I will want to work in some capacity to get out if the house. This is in part because of WINTER. I feel no need to work during spring, summer or fall.
I experimented last year with doing gardening work for pay for a few little old ladies. I love gardening, but it wasn't nearly as satisfying to work in someone else's yard. And even doing five hours a week was an annoying childcare juggle. The money didn't seem worth it. Maybe I will feel differently when the kids are older and not so needy.
This year I want to pick up a farmers market gig, but with making minimum wage and the driving (the nature of farms, lol, is that they aren't in biking distance) and the childcare juggle, again it doesn't seem worth it, even though the work itself is fun.
So I try to balance not hurrying the children to grow up, as I know these years will fly by. With being sooooo tired of feeling like my day is a revolving door of dress small people, wipe butts, feed small people, clean up kitchen mess, clean up toy mess made while I was cleaning up kitchen mess, repeat, repeat, repeat. (And yes I am teaching them to help clean up, but that is actually more work than doing it myself!).